Long hairs
On my chin
Shit, really?
On my chin?
Oh, and underneath my chin too, on my neck?
That one was a long one.
I had to use clippers for that one.
I pluck you. Pluck YOU, motherplucker!
Yet you come back.
Why do you come back?
And in greater numbers?
You are not welcome here.
Caution: Obligatory “about me” page content ahead.
My name is Wendy. I am a wife, a mother, and a crazy redhead. This is my blog.
My joy in life is my family. I have been married almost 17 years to a man who makes me laugh, and we have three hooligan children, one of which has a multitude of special needs, one of which is a tender yet thorny teenager, and one of which is a precocious future first female President. All this equals something that kind of sounds like HELP ME DEAR LORD.
If you’re here, you’re obviously a person of great personal taste and intelligence…or you’re just my Mom and you feel sorry for me.
Either way, thanks for coming by. I like to write stuff.